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My Daughter's Loving Hand.
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Is it all worth it?
Is there meaning in this world?
I’m so imperfect.
All my feelings come unfurled.
When my troubles seem so grand,
When my toils do not count,
It’s my daughter’s loving hand
That will make it all work out.
Life’s in a hurry.
My routine is one big rut.
Life’s one big worry
And my eyes just want to shut.
When my trials try to rein,
When my life is filled with doubt,
It’s my daughter’s calm refrain
That will make it all work out.
I’m quite dejected.
I am feeling weighted down.
I feel rejected.
Soon sad tears shall make me drown.
When such sorrow seems to start,
When such sadness makes me shout,
It’s my daughter’s caring heart
That will make it all work out.
When I feel like I’m alone,
When I feel I’ve been left out,
It’s my daughter’s soothing tone
That will make it all work out.
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by > Roamoff
composed Sep 2007.
submitted 14 Sep 2007.
Copyright © Sep 2007 by Roamoff.
My Daughter's Loving Hand.
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